Sasha's POV "Madam, the boss asked you to wait. Don’t go up yet. He’ll help you." One of the maids stopped me from leaving.Valentino quickly walked up the stairs, scooped me up in his arms, and carried me upstairs in just a few steps.He set me down in the room, looked at me, and said, "I’m going downstairs to talk to her.""Okay," I nodded.Then he turned and went back downstairs.When I glanced down, I saw Sandra sitting on the sofa. She asked one of the maids for a glass of water. The maid gave it to her, but it was clear she didn’t want to. Her eyes were filled with resentment like Sandra was here to steal something precious.Sandra, meanwhile, probably thought we were all fools. She acted like she already owned the place like she’d be the lady of the house soon.Valentino came downstairs. Sandra looked at him and called out, "Valentino—""Why are you here this late?" Valentino frowned. It was early morning, not the evening and the maids had been woken up from their sleep."I mi
Sasha's POV I glanced at the maids. "Come on, it's not such a formal time. You don’t have to be so strict. My husband isn’t here anyway. Sit down and watch with me. No one will care, and I’m here too." "Really?" "Yes," I said with a soft smile. The maids looked at each other, hesitating until one of them bravely sat on the sofa. Soon, the others followed, all sitting down on the couch, watching my TV show while eating. They were all so excited, but I stayed calm, watching myself on screen. I focused on finding places where I looked unnatural or my acting wasn't quite right. If I want to make a real career in acting, I need to improve. Even though I haven't signed with a company yet, I’m determined to sign with one that’s good enough for my goals. "You were great, madam!" "Madam, you're going to be a superstar!" "I’m your fan now, madam!" The maids kept praising me, but I just smiled calmly. That day, when the show aired, there was a big reaction online. Lots of people we
Why does life always have to be so cruel? I never thought my life would end like this. I am drowning in my thoughts, awaiting death, which is yet to come. My luck is down. Being the only daughter of some runaway parents, I had to fend for myself as well as my elderly grandma, who I lived with. That was fair enough to deal with, not until some random men with guns I've never come across came crashing through the front door, roaring about the debt my runaway father owed them. Not likee I cared about reimbursing it, but I was left with no choice when I heard the geezer had used my grandmother's house as collateral for payment, and failure to repay the money would result in our homelessness. "Sasha, it's your shift. Those men are hungry." I finally remembered the work I had acquired. A modest girl like me working as a waitress in a strip club was a joke. The never-ending gazes of men hungry for sexy women to have a one-night stand with were one of my biggest problems, and it wasn't go
"Leave her alone; she's mine." The voice echoed, causing Dave to flinch a little. I looked up to see my savior, the man who came running to save a mere waitress in a strip club from the hands of Dave Mariel. My eyes fell on his muscular body, which beamed out from beneath the black T-shirt he was wearing. "No one can save her from my grasp." Dave wasn't willing to give up, and I was too shocked to lift a finger. With a single move of his fist, Dave came crashing to the floor with blood oozing from his noserils. "Are you okay?" he asked. There I saw it—his brown eyes, which had a gentle spark that gave him a handsome look. His broad chest, which any lady would crave, and his muscular arms, which would definitely be comfortable to sleep in, His only flaw was the look on his face, which was so scary.I gazed into his eyes as he offered me his hand. I wasn't going to take it; all men are the same: perverted, derailed, and lustful. He moved closer, lifting me off the ground and carrying
I wondered what type of person Valentino was. Judging from his workers’ behavior, they all feared him, and no one dared go close to him except his assistant, Eddie. Eddie is quite courageous, being the personal assistant of a monster, as I've heard."Mam, you need to be careful around the boss." A woman dressed in white entered the room with a cup of wine on a tray. She is in a moderate dress; she is the leader of the maids, I suspect. She dropped the tray on the side table before sitting down. on the bed with me. Not like I cared about that sort of thing."So when do you plan on doing this?" I looked at the woman with anxiety written all over her face. What am I planning on doing? She turned back to continue giving me the cold shoulder."The boss is a very strict and delicate man; not even I could get half as close as that to him. Please teach me your ways; I will do anything." Now I am confused. The boss is strict and has a cute and scary face, but what am I to say to this woman wh
He grabbed my blouse, almost tugging it out of place. With a smirk, he left me, going back to his seat. I stole a glance at him in dismay. He wasn't who I thought he would be; he was the same as every single man on this earth. "Next time someone touches you, make sure you check your body," body," he taunted, throwing a black metallic material toward me. I looked up to see him blowing his hair back into place with his mouth like a child. It is such a devastating act to remove a piece of metal."You could have just told me; I would have removed it myself," I exclaim, looking at the metal on the floor. He moved close to me once again, taking the metal and breaking it into pieces right before my eyes. He was like a superhuman or something. "This piece of metal is a tracking device; he was going to have you for himself forever, and you wouldn't be able to do anything about it," he retorts, standing up to take his leave. "Thank you,"I heard myself say as he walked out of the room. Stil
What am I kidding? Valentino wasn't going to rescue me after I escaped from the penthouse. I was all alone, left to face the agony I had pulled closer without knowing. I couldn't say a damn thing anymore; Dave had predicted this incident quite well.Tears escaped my eyes as the men came closer, ready to plunge their devastation on me for making them go through a lot. I kept on screaming, but they didn't shut me up. "This place is known as the alley of crimes. Any crime committed here would die here. You're all alone now, pretty girl." I felt something hard hit me on the neck, making me lose focus on my surroundings. My eyes were defaulting, closing with every accommodation I made."Some people don't learn until they are faced with circumstances that change their lives," his domineering yet attracting voice reached out to me as he walked into the alley."Don't think you can save her all by yourself; we aren't the typical goons you face on a daily basis." Upon hearing his name, I lifte
Sasha's POVWhat have I gotten myself into? I stood mouth opened agape not knowing what to say or what to choose.“Why are you doing all this?” I screamed at his face, not knowing what choice to make.I stood there, tears trickling down my face thinking beyond myself and about my grandmother. How she'd done everything under the sun to keep me safe and give me the love I never had from my deadbeat parents.“I'll choose my family, Valentino,” I said looking him straight in the eyes.Grabbing the briefcase, I asked for one more thing, a smirk forming around my lips. This was my chance to pay off the debt of my old geezer and give my granny a good life.“Promise me one thing.”“What exactly do you want?” He said, emotions missing from his gaze.“You've got some guts, I'm here taking away your problems and you're still emboldened to make a counter-ask?” He questioned, his right hand raised with a loud clap.In the blink of an eye, four hefty men came into the room.“Take her away. Throw he